Towards the end of her Greenbelt Festival poetry reading Q and A with Sasha Dugdale in 2017, Rebecca Goss said … More
Tag: Life Lessons
Why I can’t vote Labour at the next election (LentBlog12)
I never wanted to have to say this. I never imagined I would. But I have finally lost the plot … More
The blogs I don’t read (LentBlog8)
When I began blogging almost ten years ago, I felt as though I had been let into the shiny, sugar-scented … More
Portrait (LentBlog7)
I am half way down the path with a recycling bin, a podcast playing on my phone in my pocket, … More
A couple (LentBlog6)
We have all seen them. (Except maybe we do not see them. Maybe what they are doing is so normal … More
Old (LentBlog5)
That isn’t me in the photo, though it could be. A bald man in vaguely sportif clothing trying to take an … More
Interiority (LentBlog3)
‘You good?’ says the book. ‘Yup,’ I say. ‘Good, thanks. All good.’ ‘You’re good. So you’re good,’ the book says. … More
A challenge (LentBlog1)
I am not sure how this is going to turn out. It was something somebody said in response to my … More
The Year of Living Deeply 9: Goodbye Facebook, it’s (not really) been real
Dear Facebook I thought I would write to let you know that after years of thinking (and even talking) … More
Angry
’Have you seen my coat?’ says the book. ’Nope. You seen mine?’ ’Nope. You look tired. Are you tired?’ ’You … More
An American
‘What’s happening?’ ’Nothing,’ I say. ’Doesn’t look like nothing,’ the book says. ‘It looks like you’re brooding. Are you brooding?’ … More
The Irish poet
‘Something looks different,’ the book says. ‘Have you been shaving again?’ ‘You can talk,’ I say. ‘As it happens, … More
Spirally
‘What’s up?’ says the book. ‘It’s nothing. Really. I’m fine,’ I say. ‘For a person with their head in their … More
Are you afraid?
‘Are you afraid?’ says the book. ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘Are you?’ ‘Have I upset you in some way?’ … More
No one is watching
‘Happy new year,’ says the book. ’And to you, too,’ I say. ’You all right?’ says the book. ’Fine,’ I … More
Reasons why I am happy to be in the city at the end of December
(After Andy Brown) Because my children are briefly sleeping under the same roof Becuase Col and Lucy and M and … More
Coming home
‘Good Christmas?’ I say. ’Fairytale,’ the book says. ‘Grimm.’ ’Are you here all week?’ ’Unlike some of us.’ ’It was … More
Craving silence
‘So I was thinking,’ the book says. ‘Going anywhere nice for Christmas?’ ’Do you want a lift somewhere?’ I say. … More